I opened my eyes and a ray of sunshine shone right next to my head. It was a very bright day, but then I saw a man standing by the bed. Suddenly, my mood seemed to start to turn cloudy, not much, it was sunny and thunderstorms.

"Instructor early."

Nan Ao jumped up from the bed, and seemed to feel something was wrong in his heart, but his body's memory and instinct made him stand out immediately in the most standard military posture.

"South Osborne, you are late again, and, twenty-six minutes and thirty-seven seconds late, I know your identity, the second young master of the Osborne family, is huge, but this is the ASCHUN Academy, you must always remember that there is no privilege here, and anyone must follow the rules."

An angry roar sounded, and Nan Ao's head was a little confused, and he responded subconsciously, but something was wrong again in his heart.

It seemed that something had been forgotten by him.

However, there was no time for Nanaosou. Under the supervision of the instructor, Nanaos finished dressing, folding quilts, washing, and then began to run laps on the playground.

It was more than twenty minutes late and it took another ten minutes to get up. The instructor calculated for 40 minutes for Nan Ao, and then gave a punishment. He ran a hundred laps and a 400-meter standard, a total of 400 meters.

Nan Ao felt like he wanted to die, but under the instructor's eye, Nan Ao had to start running desperately.

But while running, Nan Ao felt something was wrong, and he seemed not to be here.

Although the memory in his mind told him that because of his excessive dandy, Norman sent him directly to the ASCHUN Academy, which cooperated with Mi*fang. This is a super academy that only exists in the world's top group of people know about it.

It should be regarded as a talent reserve for a special intelligence department. It seems to be jointly established by the five major members, and the date of its establishment was probably after World War II.

During the Cold War, there were two systems to control each, which almost evolved into World War III. However, later China and their neighbors in the north had a squad. At the same time, the giant in northern China disintegrated, and this mysterious intelligence organization was once again combined into one.

Of course, the process was not smooth. Even if it was combined into one at the beginning, it was still full of open and secret struggles. The people involved in each country were fighting for their own country.

This situation finally stopped until the first crisis that non-humans could confront each other broke out on the earth. The five major members began to sit down and discuss the future of SHIELD calmly. Then they established a council, with the five major members sending special personnel to serve as chairman. Just like the United Nations, welcoming all countries to the world to participate in this organization.

From then on, SHIELD officially became a global legal organization. Moreover, it enjoys privileges that no other organization in the world has ever enjoyed.

In addition, sub-bases have been established in countless places around the world. At the same time, five super-large headquarters have been established in China in Asia, the United States in America, the Mediterranean coast in Europe, as well as Australia and the poles.

Similarly, there is a SHIELD Academy near each headquarters, which is used to cultivate the reserve force of SHIELD.

At this time, the location where Nan Ao is located is the SHIELD Academy behind the headquarters of the United States SHIELD.

These memories are extremely normal, and it seems that they should be like this. However, for some reason, Nan Ao always feels that he shouldn't be here.

In other words, it seems that he should not exist in this world.

This is a damn idea, and a damn feeling. But this feeling is so real.

On the playground, Nan Ao began to run wildly. The thoughts in his mind were as bad as a mess. He had no idea what was wrong with him. He remembered that he was still fine when he slept last night.

However, when I woke up early this morning, everything seemed to start to change differently, the damn feeling, the damn intuition.

This is completely unscientific.

"Grant, this guy's physical fitness is probably better than you."

While Nan Ao was punished, a group of students who were also affiliated with S.H.I.E.L.D. was watching from a distance. The warhead should be considered a relatively special department at S.H.H.L.D.

This place is not as beautiful as the Intelligence Department. Similarly, there are not many monsters who like to design or create all kinds of strange things. However, the people in the Warring States prefer to compare more than the people in the Intelligence Department.

After all, Wu Di is one, Wu Di is one, and Wu Di is one. The people in the intelligence department are good at different directions, so maybe there is no way to compete. However, people in the warhead, whether they are good at breakthroughs, lurking, reconnaissance, or guns, fists, etc., always have one similar thing, that is, combat power.

You can't expect a slag with only five combat power to have any specialties in the warhead.

So, in the warhead, the comparison happened from time to time. Not long after being sent in, South Osborne had become the least popular person in the warhead because this guy came in with the back door.

The people in the warhead are indeed more direct than the people in the intelligence department. Each of them is proud and thinks that they have strong combat power. At this time, a guy who opens the back door opens to enter the place where they only enter with their excellent skills and incomparable physiques, which makes them very dissatisfied.

If South Osborne had not been trained by instructors alone until now, the conflict would have occurred long ago.

Of course, even though I haven't found a chance to teach South Osborne a lesson, there is no good thing about South Osborne's warhead operatives in everyday words.

"Give me a chance, I'll get him solved in three minutes."

Grant snorted coldly, and after saying this, he turned around and fell to the back, and his whole body stood upside down, and his two pallets started to do handstand push-ups on the wall.

"I really have a brain problem. My family is so rich to go to SHIELD Academy to hang out with me."

The man who talked to Grant before complained, then began to do handstand push-ups like Grant, but this man obviously had much more difficulty in doing this exercise than Grant.

One hundred laps, this is a life-threatening figure. The length of 40,000 meters does not seem to be much. Many times, there are so many roads that an old country farmer has to take to the fields.

However, walking forty thousand meters and running forty thousand meters is definitely not the same concept. When there is a serious man who seems to be Tie King Kong behind him, it makes people feel even more painful as if he is being chased by a vicious dog.

Halfway through the run, Nan Ao felt his breathing hurt like a fire.

The lungs seemed to be almost feeling nothing, and the chest felt as if it was pressed by a huge rock of ten thousand pounds, but Nan Ao still dared not stay at all.

Things shouldn't be like this. It seems that my strength shouldn't be so uncomfortable if I run a few steps. I should have the power of fear of ghosts and gods.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through Nan Ao's heart. He frowned. The feeling that he was very powerful was so real, but when you think about it carefully, it was so ridiculous.

He is a playboy, spending all his pocket money every day. After spending all his pocket money, he can also spend all his pocket money with his brother Harry, and then steal all the things that can be sold at home to go out for free. Then he is beaten up by his harsh and undespicable man, and his brother Harry pleads with him.

The decadent voice consumed his physical strength poorly. Even though his family had the best nutritionist in the United States, there was even a supporting activity room in the mansion at home, plus a physical trainer who helped NBA players develop physical fitness plans. He was often forced to exercise by his brother. He also had a good muscle, but to be honest, it was all good.

In this way, it is not surprising that he will feel like he is dying when he runs 20,000 meters. Instead, he feels that he is very strong, that is the hell thing.

It's really a dream thing, you will feel strong.

Finally, Nan Ao could no longer take steps. His body tilted and he fell down. When he fell down, the sound of the King Kong coach blowing his whistle came from behind him.

Nan Ao didn't move. It was speculated that the instructor might panic and help him to rest, but there was always a difference between the imagination and reality.

There was nothing like supporting, but instead a stinging pain appeared instantly, accompanied by a crisp explosion.

Nan Ao let out a shrill cry and jumped up from the ground, and a stinking smell of feet appeared on his thighs, which was the smell after being stimulated by a strong current.

"You're crazy."

Nan Ao couldn't help but curse. After twelve days after coming to this damn place, he finally got angry again, but the response to him was not the same as at the beginning.

"SHIELD Academy has the best medical equipment in the world. Even if you have half-coke in electricity, you can restore it to your original state. Do you want to try it?"

Coach King Kong said with an old face black. After a sentence, Nan Ao took a heavy breath twice, then turned around and started running again, with 20,000 meters left.

After running forty thousand meters, Nan Ao had no idea where he was, and even more so if he was still dreaming, he tilted his head and completely fainted.

The real scene like a dream flashed in front of my eyes. Nan Ao felt a depressed suffocation, as if he was in a very narrow space, even if he could not move for a moment.

Inside the body, endless power is constantly rolling, but every time the power rolls, it will usher in stronger suppression from the outside world.

Damn it.

Nan Ao cursed in anger and opened his eyes suddenly. In front of him, there was still the window. He was lying quietly on the bed, and a bag of saline appeared above his sight.

Damn, if you run until you need to hang salt water, what a sin is this to do?

Nan Ao sighed, and suddenly it became a little strange again. The words, grammar and terms of complaining just now did not seem to belong to the United States. This is a very strange tone of complaining, somewhat similar to those of an oriental person.

Could it be that it comes from my mother's inheritance? Unfortunately, I don't know what that mother looks like.

Nan Ao yawned and then closed his eyes. Perhaps it was better in his dream. Even if he was locked in that narrow place, the feeling of endless power surging in his body was really good.

etc.

Suddenly, Nan Ao opened his eyes, and in the dream, the power, the dream just now, the dream seemed a bit too real, it seemed not a dream, but the power, the power in the dream.

Countless familiar feelings appeared in Nan Ao's mind, and that power seemed to have indeed belonged to him.

Turning over and sitting up from the bed, Nan Ao pulled off the little bits from his hand, and he stood up. According to the feeling in his dream, he began to mobilize the power in his body. A faint force appeared from his limbs, but it was only a very weak force.

This slight power is probably not even a cat can be killed. Although he is in exhaustion at this time, even when he is intact, he may be slightly stronger than ordinary people when he uses this method.

However, this situation seems to prove one thing, that is, he does have extremely powerful power, a kind of fearful power.

A faint surprise flashed in Nan Ao's eyes. If that power could be fully released, he would be really free. In this world, he could do whatever he wanted.

"It seems that you have recovered almost."

Just as Nan Ao was full of fantasy, a stern voice suddenly came from the door. Nan Ao turned around in shock. At the door, the black-faced instructor of King Kong stood there with a ruthless face.

"No, no, I actually feel a little dizzy. This saline probably makes me feel a little allergic. I'm going to faint, faint."

Nan Ao subconsciously pretended to be in a coma, but then his face turned pale. Then, his eyelids suddenly turned and his whole body fell backwards like a lack of water.

"Exhausted, damn."

The black-faced instructor; his face suddenly turned pale, but with his eyesight, he could see that Nan Ao had absolutely not pretended at this moment, and that was absolutely exhausted.

It is extremely dangerous for people to be exhausted. All functions in the body will be disrupted, and because there is no slight physiological current or the like, the body temperature will begin to drop. The heartbeat will also begin to lose strength, and it will easily lead to shock and death.

Although this instructor dared to practice Nan Ao as a bull, it was guaranteed that Nan Ao would not die. In fact, if Nan Ao died, this guy would never be happy. Norman might seem indifferent to his son and did not care at all, but if anyone really killed his son, that guy would probably be alive.

This black-faced instructor really didn't dare to bet on whether Norman would dare to kill a SHIELD instructor.

He hurriedly put Nan Ao on the bed, and the black-faced instructor quickly began to pick up the phone and contact the medical department of the SHIELD College.

At this moment, Nan Ao, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes slightly and looked at the instructor secretly, with a smile of conspiracy in his eyes, and then a strange and puzzled expression appeared.

Just now, when I was pretending to be unconscious, Nan Ao himself did it according to his previous small measures, but he himself believed that such means would definitely not be able to hide from this instructor, and I am afraid that another disaster would be waiting for him.

However, when he started to pretend, Nan Ao suddenly felt a wonderful feeling surged from his heart. Then, he did it according to that feeling, and was able to dress up a poor man who was exhausted and unconscious without any flaws.

The efficiency of the SHIELD Academy is extremely high. Less than three minutes after the black-faced instructor made a phone call, the medical staff had already brought the instrument to Nan'ao's cramped residence.

Immediately, a series of examinations began, but the more the examination the attending doctor came, the darker the face.

Then the face was already like the attending doctor who was cloudy and pulled the black-faced instructor to the door.
To be continued...